Indian chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1882-1902, 1887-05-12


and recipes in the Spanish. Indian,
Mexican and other South American
dialects, and the picturesque private,
looking hard at them, gasped: "' OH
snags and sand-bars, wat writin'r'
Then he twisted his body around in
one direction and twisted his face in
the other, and worked his mouth and
legs In vain attempt TO decipher itl
"Oiy sand-barsl" he blurted again;
"but the fag was lawful crawl Look
at IL writin'p The wheczy physician
looked and gathered his brow into a
pucker. In moment the chief looked
up.
"what did tho man sayP" he de-
manded Of his subordinate.
"lio, such n cargo of ash rs no jack
hass could digestl"
"Rather disiointedP" asked the doc
tor.
"IIall jointsl 4 was = photograph Of
the man 'izsclf!"
"ljid he tell his namep" asked the
chief
"No"
"Why didn't you ask him for ltp''
eli was so scarf hi didn't know
my own!"
"Fiddlel Well. did he mention
either OF these names here: lvyl
Snaor, John Earling or Celeste
Bright"
" Yes, g spoke Of tho one with the
'eavcnly 'andlc; said she was 'iS
niece"
ANY othersP"
"Hu-m-m - lemme So, yes, q
| spoke of n sister named Blowcr-hi
think IL was-hout West, an some
fellor named Prime who turned Itself
TO a Fowler, an some Mexican named
Gunnysack. or somethin' like that"
" guess you don't know great
deal about It. Why didn't you put
down what he said?"
" Guml hi was putin i'm down;
hi didn't want i'm 10 eat mer'
" Fudgel well. make written
statement tonight before il leaves
your noodle altogether, and will file
the papers in the morning with the
proper authority, and notify this niece
did you ascertain IL there really was
l such pcrsonP'
"Yes, hi 'eard 'er warbliu'; leastwisc
the fellcr said it was 'er"
II wonder IL IL was the lameish miss
who sung in the concert at Music Hall
the other nightP Seems to me that was
her name.
eli wasn't there, but IL that one 'ad
a voice like hangel it was 'cr."
''Well, | will look the matter up in
the morling. Why, what become of
the young man you brought? He could
! probably tell MS about it. Then we
ought 10 have his statement, too"
One of the night force, knocking tho
ashes from his pipe against the railing,
said be had noticed him going out the
side door, looking rs II he had seen
| ghosts, or been shocked by Kentucky
borbon, and offered the further infor-
nation that he had seen the young man
f6ften reading and writing in the court
house library Of late.
But John Earling had fed away into
the shadows ere the man had finished,
crying within himself: ''Ohl she will
know ii theni she will know itr' and
again the fiery thirst to tell her all and
OF his love and pity came upon him.
and his feet like two hot winds carried
him toward her; but long ere he had
finished half the distance he felt that
ho could not; that the very thought
was kind of insanity; and he swervod
from his course and went into Eden
Park, and through half the night
walked about In its stiffness, brooding,
and breaking out into prayer-like
snatches of speech. Perhaps-no; she
would surely know upon the morrow.
He must not remain, II would only be
. hs. 4 e.. l.
told her of his love! O, IL he had only
told her thatl IL seemed TO him he
must cry ont; how could he leave her
TO her pain?
When the morning broke he had
gone. All the long day. while the
train raced through the green world rs
If bent on entering the western haven
ahead of the sun, self-pity and pity for
her burned together in him, mixed
with thousand glimpses, shades and
attitudes Of the fatal matter. Man
always follows the strongest influence;
out Of the myriad little forces that
push and pull, one, abler than the
rest, singly, or drawing others TO its
cause, ever plucks us away TO do and
follow its bchest With him il was a
wish, wish that was like parching
thirst, and only such perhaps as batiled
love engenders, to protect .hc slender,
lame and motherless girl from shame
and pain. II seemed 10 him he could
only partly compass il at best, and that,
By fleeing from her Even il the fatal
facts should escape from their old dark
ness into her sight, the property which
had fallen 20 her. and which would
have been his but for a death envel-
oped In doubt and mystery, would be
like a gulf between them. o if he
had only told her OF his love beforel
Now might she not think that he only
sought his own through her? Might
she not give herself TO him TO return
aim what might be his own and not for
love, which he valued only? No, no,
she would never be unworthy of her
self; she could not be that. But If this
horror fell fully upon her, and he came
10 her then, would she not think II was
out OF sheer pity, and not for love?
love which TO her, as TO him, must be
dearer than gold, sweetcr than pity.
and all-suilicieDt in itself He PRAYED
mentally that the truth in all its cruel
iullness might be denied her; that only
the papers and the fact OF her uncle's |
death might reach her. II an inquest
were held, though the evidence might |
be meager and broken, he felt that her |
woman's soul vust divine the truth. !
All, he would not be there to make Il |
bitterer; they would not know whittier
he had gone, not even shei
That day he wrote her a note. with
out heading, saying simply that he had |
thought 1t best TO 60 away, and dropped !
II into a mail ear that neeted tow ard |
the East The next morning he came |
into Openstone - OpenstOne sitting |
among her prairies, that Tapped, and |
swayed, and rolled away. as II the fat |
old earth had grown unending double
chlns. Indeed, Openstone seemed sit. |